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"The coat could not possibly look well; he must cut away the seams." "But then," said Tripot, hesitatingly, "Fromery could never wear his coat again." "Fromery will learn that Voltaire has done him the honor to borrow his coat, and I think that will be a sufficient compensation. Tell the tailor to enter."
"Well, your excellency. I know a mode of escape from this embarrassment, but I scarcely dare propose it." "Speak out any means are good which attain their object." "Below, in the court, dwells the merchant Fromery. His servant is my very good friend. I have learned from him that his master has just purchased a beautiful black coat. I think he has about the figure of your excellency."
"Ah, I understand," said Voltaire, whose countenance became clearer, "You will borrow for me, from your friend, the coat of his master?" "Yes, if your excellency is not offended at my proposal?" "On the contrary, I find the idea capital. Go, Tripot, and borrow the coat of Fromery."
The morning came, and Voltaire still slept even the rolling of the carriages aroused him but for a moment; he wrapped himself up in his warm bed. the soft eider down of his pillow closed over his head and made him invisible. Tripot came lightly upon tiptoe and removed the black coat of the merchant Fromery. Voltaire heard nothing; he slept on.
"But it will be necessary for your grace to try on this coat. I fear it is too large; since I saw Fromery, he has grown fat." "The ass!" cried Voltaire. "How does he dare to fatten, when all the people of intellect and celebrity, like myself, grow thinner every day?" So saying, he put on the coat of the merchant Fromery. "Yes, truly, it is far too large for me.
Thanks to the adroitness of Pilleneure, Voltaire appeared at the soiree of the queen-mother in a handsome, well-fitting black coat. No one guessed that the mourning dress of the celebrated French writer belonged to the merchant Fromery, and that the glittering diamond agraffes in his bosom, and the costly rings on his fingers, were the property of the Jew Hirsch.
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